C161 The Sun Was Really Red

"Master, master, who are we dealing with today? Meow?"

Black Ball perched on Ye Feng's shoulder, eyes alight with excitement as it surveyed the bustling crowd, looking every bit the seasoned cat it had become.

"There's no 'dealing with' anyone—let's not be so uncouth," Ye Feng chided gently, his smile broadening as he took in the throngs of people at Healing Square